As he spoke, the old man's gaze remained fixed on Chu Qinghe's face, which was also full of doubt.
It was as if my years of accumulated knowledge had been shaken, and I was filled with self-doubt.
They didn't even realize that they had accidentally swore while speaking.
At this moment, Dongfang Bubai suddenly spoke up: "You mean, he has a strong ability to bring good fortune to his wife?"
The fortune teller nodded and said, "According to the physiognomy book, this young man's luck in bringing prosperity to his wife is very strong, so strong that it's almost overflowing. Logically speaking, too much of a good thing is bad. When one's peach blossom luck is so strong, it should have condensed into a curse. How come there is no sign of any curse gathering? Instead, it's like fire fueling wood, becoming even stronger. This doesn't seem like the appearance of a normal person."
At this moment, Qu Feiyan asked curiously, "Since you have such a strong ability to bring good fortune to your wife, just how good will it be after I become your wife?"
After glancing at Chu Qinghe's face, the fortune teller said, "Let me put it this way! Among women, there is a true phoenix leading the dragon, a face destined to be an empress. If she is a wife, her husband will rise in status because of her, and there is a chance for him to ascend to the throne. This is the most auspicious sign for a husband, the best of fate. If we compare them, young master, your auspicious sign for a wife is much stronger than that of a true phoenix leading the dragon."
Qu Feiyan asked, "So, if I become your wife, I can become an empress?"
The fortune teller rolled his eyes and said, "This is just an example. Since ancient times, there has never been a woman who became emperor."
As he muttered to himself, the old fortune teller couldn't help but scratch his head, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.
Finally, the old fortune teller sighed and said, "Never mind, my skills are not good enough. Young master, you can pay whatever you think is appropriate for this fortune telling."
Hearing the fortune teller's words, Chu Qinghe raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Old sir, you haven't even figured out the outcome, yet you still want money for a fortune telling?"
In response to Chu Qinghe's words, the fortune teller flipped over a wooden plaque on the table.
The sign above clearly reads, "Fortune telling and face reading, no discounts allowed."
Chu Qinghe: "........."
Looking at the fortune teller in front of him, Chu Qinghe suddenly felt that the old man was very confident and was obviously not afraid of being beaten.
A fortune teller setting up a stall, and they actually dared to put up such a blatant sign.
In the corner, watching the fortune teller's actions, the old man smoking his pipe chuckled, then couldn't help but cough violently again.
Just as the old man behind him coughed, the fortune teller sighed and said, "Young master, listen to me. This brother behind me is frail and weak, with one foot already in the grave. Over the years, to treat his illness, I have had to set up a fortune-telling stall everywhere. You are a kind-hearted person to have won the hearts of these two beautiful young ladies. You would not let me leave empty-handed in this cold wind, would you?"
His words were both an emotional appeal and a pretext, using Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue, who were by Chu Qinghe's side, as a cover.
However, in response to what the fortune teller said, the old man smoking a pipe in the corner grinned, clearly unconvinced.
If it were an ordinary person, after hearing the fortune teller's words and considering that the beautiful woman was beside them, they would probably have to pretend to be generous and feel embarrassed if they gave too little.
But is Chu Qinghe an ordinary person?
In response to the fortune teller's words, Chu Qinghe nodded slightly and said, "Of course I won't let the old man leave empty-handed."
As he spoke, Chu Qinghe raised both hands, then clenched them into fists and held them out in front of the fortune teller.
At the same time, Chu Qinghe said, "I have payment in both of my hands, one more and one less. Since you are an expert in fortune telling and face reading, then please choose one as your payment for this fortune telling."
"Huh?"
This fortune teller was clearly encountering Chu Qinghe's actions for the first time.
Hearing Chu Qinghe's words, the fortune teller was slightly taken aback and couldn't help but glance at Chu Qinghe in surprise.
After a few moments of contemplation, the fortune teller couldn't help but say, "Young master, you really know how to play games."
Chu Qinghe smiled noncommittally, then said, "Please choose, sir."
Seeing this, the fortune teller glanced at the two fists held out in front of him, then picked up his hands and began to calculate.
"At 1:15 PM, which is Yin, this place is located in the south, which is auspicious. The number of people is five, which corresponds to the Kun (坤) element..."
After some calculations and muttering, the fortune teller's gaze suddenly fell on Chu Qinghe's right hand, and then he said, "This old man chooses the young master's right hand."
Chu Qinghe asked, "Are you sure?"
The old man hesitated for a moment, then looked at Chu Qinghe's left hand, before focusing his gaze on Chu Qinghe's right hand and said firmly, "It's confirmed."
Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe turned his right hand over and then slowly opened it.
When the old man saw the one-tael silver coin in Chu Qinghe's right hand, he immediately beamed and reached out his hand.
"Thank you, young master."
As Chu Qinghe placed the silver into the old man's hand, he suddenly smiled. Then, in the sight of the old man and the other women, he opened his clenched left fist, revealing a folded silver note.
When the old man saw the silver note in Chu Qinghe's left hand, his smile froze.
Meeting the old man's gaze, Chu Qinghe slowly unfolded the folded silver note in his hand.
As the silver note was unfolded, everyone could clearly see the amount on it: "One Hundred".
Seeing the hundred-tael silver note in Chu Qinghe's hand, the fortune teller's one-tael silver coin fell onto the table with trembling hands, and his gaze became blank.
After tidying up the banknotes, Chu Qinghe smiled and said, "Now that the fortune-telling fee has been paid, I will take my leave."
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